The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Томи 66 – 67Joseph Rogerson |
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... gone badly with you . ” Simple young casuist ! But there certainly could not be much harm ; better he should learn it than a careless , callous stranger . " I am not happy , Mr. Dalton ( and it was with a great gulp of anguish that the ...
... gone badly with you . ” Simple young casuist ! But there certainly could not be much harm ; better he should learn it than a careless , callous stranger . " I am not happy , Mr. Dalton ( and it was with a great gulp of anguish that the ...
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... gone . " What an awful brick the Squire is ! " cried Grantley . " Cheer up , Ella ; we'll make it all right yet ; but we must leave this house , and go abroad . I am afraid that everything here must be sold , and that very shortly . Can ...
... gone . " What an awful brick the Squire is ! " cried Grantley . " Cheer up , Ella ; we'll make it all right yet ; but we must leave this house , and go abroad . I am afraid that everything here must be sold , and that very shortly . Can ...
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... gone are the seedy men who had possession , gone are the Jews , to fresh prey further - afield— faded away are the winning accents of the auc- tioneer , and Captain Harry Grantley and his wife are standing on the pier , waiting for the ...
... gone are the seedy men who had possession , gone are the Jews , to fresh prey further - afield— faded away are the winning accents of the auc- tioneer , and Captain Harry Grantley and his wife are standing on the pier , waiting for the ...
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... gone well with him , and he had become a well - to - do personage in his native town . He was now taking a short rest from his bank duties , and making a tour with his wife in the Rhenish Provinces . Horace had nearly tumbled over them ...
... gone well with him , and he had become a well - to - do personage in his native town . He was now taking a short rest from his bank duties , and making a tour with his wife in the Rhenish Provinces . Horace had nearly tumbled over them ...
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... gone , I sit dreaming Of my childhood , too lovely to last ; Of love that my heart will remember While it wakes to the pulse of the past , Ere the world and its wickedness made me A partner of sorrow and sin ; When the glory of God was ...
... gone , I sit dreaming Of my childhood , too lovely to last ; Of love that my heart will remember While it wakes to the pulse of the past , Ere the world and its wickedness made me A partner of sorrow and sin ; When the glory of God was ...
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Сторінка 3 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Сторінка 42 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray — New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Сторінка 21 - TO THE MUSES. WHETHER on Ida's shady brow Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased ; Whether in heaven ye wander fair Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth...
Сторінка 79 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
Сторінка 59 - Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Сторінка 125 - THE stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies , I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month! in praise of thee ; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to rne.
Сторінка 130 - Our little habitation was situated at the foot of a sloping hill, sheltered with a beautiful underwood behind, and a prattling river before ; on one side a meadow, on the other a green.
Сторінка 81 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Сторінка 26 - Bring me my Bow of burning gold : Bring me my Arrows of desire : Bring me my Spear : O clouds unfold ! Bring me my Chariot of fire. I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.
Сторінка 28 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had ; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear ; For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.